Once she had said her goodbyes and had shut the door to her caretaker's house behind her, (Name) then walked down the steps and set her skateboard down onto the cemented-ground, putting her dominant foot on it to keep it near her as she went to open up her backpack to get something out of it.

After rummaging through it for a few seconds, she then pulled out a pair of "Skull Candy"-branded headphones from her backpack, planning on listening to some music while she explored around as she plugs the cord into her phone before using her dominant foot to push herself on the skateboard and down the road, starting her journey of skating around the small town of Jasper. (pic of your headphones--->)

(pic of your phone--->)

(A/N: Sorry if you guys would've liked to see a cooler phone then the one you've been given. I wanted to keep it around the year that Transformers Prime was first brought out (2010) and remembered that in the show Miko and Jack had flip phones (can't remember if Rafael had one or not 😕). So...here's your phone.😸)

(Time Skip brought to you by "Music Is Life"...)

After skating around Jasper and jotting down some notes while taking pictures of the areas that she was interested in checking out on a later schedule, (Name) then looked up at the cloudy sky, seeing that the sun was beginning to hit its setting peak as she brought out her phone to check and see what time it was.

'Hmm...4:00 pm...Ms. Jewel and the twins are most likely wondering where I am right now,' (Name) says in her thoughts, sliding her phone open to activate her keyboard as she went to her messages to text Ms. Jewel of her whereabouts.

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(Name): Good afternoon, Ms. Jewel.

Ms. Jewel: Oh! Hello, dearie! I haven't noticed the time. Are you almost done with your "sight-seeing"?

(Name): Almost. Has anything occurred while I was gone?

Ms. Jewel: No sweetie. Nothing has happened while you were gone. Why? Were you worried?

(Name): ......

Ms. Jewel: I'll take that as a "yes". Is there anything else you would like to ask me, dear?

(Name): I would like to know if you wanted me to buy anything while I'm still out. I deeply apologize for not asking earlier.

Ms. Jewel: Oh sweetie, you don't have to do that. And there's no need to apologize.

(Name): .....

Ms. Jewel: *sighs* Alright then. Um, can you go by K-O Burger and buy some of their bottled drinks from their new vending machine? Preferably something that involves with juice, please. I went to the store yesterday to get the ingredients to make something homemade for dinner tonight, but I forgot to buy some of the stuff to make homemade drinks to go with it. They're only about a dollar each, so you don't have to worry about wasting too much money on it.

(Name): Will do. Anything else?

Ms. Jewel: Nothing at the moment. Thank you for getting the items for me, and have fun looking around Jasper. I think you and the kids are really going to like it here. See you at dinner! <3

(Name): See you.
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As (Name) finished sending her last message and had put her phone away into her pants' front pockets, she then turned around and skated off back into the other direction, where she remembered passing by a certain "K-O Burger" while going to check out the outdoor movie theater.

Later...

When she finally made it over to the mentioned fast-food restaurant, she then kick her skateboard up into her arms and tucked it away into a slot on her backpack, making sure that it was tightly secured before heading on over to where the vending machine was to start buying the needed drinks.

'Huh, Ms. Jewel was correct about the price for these drinks,' she says in her thoughts, putting another dollar and pressing the code in to buy the second drink as two bottles of (favorite fruit)-flavored juice popped out of the machine instead of one, leaving for her to nod her head slightly at the sight. 'And it looks like my luck on getting more than two things out of a vending machine just keeps on going...that's good.'

While buying the last drink, the sound of a vehicle's engine roared from behind her, making her glance over slightly to her left with the eye that wasn't covered by her hair as she spotted a familiar, blue-colored Kawasaki Ninja 250R motorcycle pulling up into the parking lot, with the "person" that was riding it quickly disappearing into a light blue pixilated blur and the motorcycle putting down its own kickstand while turning off its ignition.

'So, what I and Damien saw this morning wasn't just an illusion,' she says in her thoughts, grabbing the last drink from the vending machine and putting it into her backpack before calmly making her way over to where the motorcycle was currently parked, slipping off her headphones while doing so as it laid around her bandage and chocker covered neck.

As she was walking over, (Name) then saw something move from the front area of the motorcycle, seeing that one of it's mirrors were directing its reflection onto her approaching figure as she paused in her step, sensing the feeling of curiosity and slight caution emitting out of the blue-colored two-wheeler.

While keeping her (eye color)-colored eye(s) on the motorcycle before her, (Name) then put her dominant hand's pointer finger up onto her mask-covered lips, showing the motorcycle that she will keep quiet of their existence before continuing walking over towards it, watching as the motorcycle immediately moved it's mirror back in place once it noticed what she did.

But as she nearing the two-wheeler, a boy about a year younger than her walked out of the restaurant, making (Name) halt in her tracks once more as she watched the boy "oogle" at it after hanging up from an embarrassing phone call with, possibly, his mother.

"Hello~ beautiful~," he purred out loud to himself, not noticing that the older (hair color)-colored hair teen was there watching him and that the motorcycle had moved one of its mirror again to look at him as he walked over to observe the parked vehicle up close. "Where have you been all my life~?"

He then proceeded to lightly roam his hands over the motorcycles' seat, as if trying to grasp the feeling of the smooth leather rubbing against his fingertips as he lifted a leg to sit on the motorcycle, grabbing onto its handles as if it was his own.

"It may take a few K.O. checks, but I am gonna own a ride like you someday," he murmurs to himself (and secretly to the motorcycle) once more as (Name) shook her head, sensing the feeling of slight annoyance emitting out of the mentioned two-wheeler.

"Um, are you talking to your motorcycle?" a new voice asks, making the two teens (and the motorcycle) look over into the direction of where the voice was coming from as they spotted two girls standing near them while giggling at the boy's earlier statement.

"Uh, my motorcycle?" the boy questions the girl with red-colored hair, before realizing what she meant as he begins to stumble on his words. "Uh--duh--uh--No! I mean, yes--yes it's, eh-heh, it's mine. But, uh, no, n-no I'm not talking to--w-well to you, I-I am--"

Then the boy finally gave up on trying as he sighs in embarrassment. "I am."

The red and blonde-colored hair girls giggled once more as the boy rubbed the back of his head while turning his head to look the other way, only to jump in shock a second later as he spotted the (hair color)-colored hair teen standing near them. "Gah!"

This halted the two other females from their giggling fit as they looked over at the (hair color)-colored hair teen, whom continued to stand quietly a few inches away from the boy and the motorcycle as if nothing happened.

"Oh! Is that your friend?" the girl with red-colored hair asks, pointing over at the mentioned teen as she leaned down to whisper into her friend's ear. "He's cute. Especially with that mask on his face."

"That makes him more..."mysterious", don't you think?" the girl with blonde-colored hair whispers back, smirking as the girl with red-colored hair giggled in agreement.

The boy, however, had overheard their conversation and turned his head back to look at them, a little hurt by the attention that the two females were giving to the (hair color)-colored hair stranger as he stutters out. "Uh...y-yeah. Uh, that's my...friend."

This made (Name) nod her head in greetings at the two females, her blank expression never changing as she sees the motorcycle looking at her again through one of its mirrors, most likely wondering as to what she could be doing.

"Ooo~ I bet this bike belongs to you, huh?" the girl with blonde-colored hair asks with a look of excitement shining through her blue-colored eyes as the boy immediately looked over at the (hair color)-colored hair teen in slight nervousness, now wondering if the question that the blonde had asked was indeed true.

But (Name) shook her head at the given question, leaving for the two females to look at her in slight confusion as she pointed at the boy with her slender finger in a lazy-like manner, showing them that the motorcycle was actually his.

"Oh, so this is your bike," the girl with red-colored hair says, looking at the boy in slight disbelief before looking back at the (hair color)-colored hair teen with a smile. "So he's, like, your ride or something?"

(Name) nodded her head, grabbing her notepad from her backpack and writing something down on it before handing it over to the two females, whom immediately started reading it once it was given to them.

"I deeply apologize if he acted weird or anything. He just really loves his motorcycle," the girl with red-colored hair looked over her shoulder read out loud as the girl with blonde-colored hair awed at the written sentence.

"Awe! Are you apologizing for your friend? That is so sweet!"

"Awe! That just makes you ten times more cuter!" the girl with red-colored hair added as she and her friend began squealing in delight.

As (Name) was watching the two females fangirl, she then noticed that the motorcycle had moved one of its mirrors again into the direction that led outside of the restaurant's perimeter, making her look over towards the area of where the motorcycle was looking at as she spotted two familiar, twin-like black and purple-colored EcoJet Concepts sitting a few feet away from where they stood.

'They must be here for the KN250R motorcycle,' (Name) said in her thoughts.

While she continued to keep her eyes on the two concepts, the two females whom were squealing earlier went closer to the taller teen and began clinging onto each of her arms, leaving for her to look down at the two with the same blank expression as the girl with red-colored hair began to flirt with her.

"So~, you must be the "Silent-yet-Sweet" type, huh? Maybe later on we can meet up and...get to know each other~. How 'bout it?"

But the boy (and the motorcycle) seem to had enough of this as he cleared his throat to get the three teens' attentions. "So, uh, are you ready to go or...?" he asks, the sound of slight annoyance being held in his tone.

This made (Name) nodded once more, quickly writing another thing down into the notepad before ripping it out and giving it to the two clingy females as she gently slipped out of their grasps before hopping onto the back seat of the motorcycle, making sure to tighten the straps of her backpack on her arms as she does so.

"You might want to step back. He gets a little crazy when he drives," the girl with red-colored hair reads out loud while looking over her blonde friend's shoulder as she raises a brow in slight confusion. "Huh? What does he mean by--"

But before the girl with red-colored hair could finish her sentence, the sounds of an engine roared loudly from behind them, making the four teens look over towards the area of where the sound was coming from as they were quickly blinded by two pairs of very bright headlights.

"W-What the hell?" the girl with red-colored hair then says while covering her eyes from the sudden brightness.

"Scrap," an older female voice resonated quietly from the motorcycle, making (Name) look down at the motorcycle with the same blank expression as the motorcycle moved its mirror to look back at her, seeing that she didn't go unheard like she thought she had as she briefly spoked. "Explanations will be given at a later time. Just hang on tight."

The (hair color)-haired teen nodded her head at the motorcycles' mirror, understanding the situation as she grabbed onto both the back of the boy's gray-colored shirt and the vehicle's back seat, getting prepared for what is about to happen.

After a few seconds of silence, the two twin concepts then roared their engines once more and began to speed on over towards their direction, with their tires screeching loudly on the cemented-ground as pedestrians that were nearby quickly moved out of the way to avoid getting hit.

As this happened, the two females screamed and quickly ran out of the way while the motorcycle suddenly roared to life and started steering its way towards the two oncoming concepts, with the boy and the (hair color)-haired teen still on it.